Gadgetgang in Outerspace Page #3

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Chocolate. Dandy.

Juice.

Let me try the jalla juice.

There is no try.

We can dedicate more resources

to knowledge and preservation.

He's back!

Don't move.

Behind you.

All of you, freeze.

You're always babbling on

about the same thing.

What you call balance is

nothing but stagnation.

Change is what

this universe needs.

Huh?

If you haven't noticed,

you are all my prisoners now.

I need phone home.

Mennis, your time is over.

Bow to your new leader.

Me, Gana Gobler.

All interplanetary leaders

are in Althurbar, Gobler.

Perfect.

Your excellency, a small craft

was seen leaving the

planet in sector delta.

Oh, that's nothing, Gobler,

just a few useless Invas

that we expelled

from the ceremonies.

But I said,

"no one leaves."

They're insignificant.

No one!

Destroy them!

Captain, we're ready

for the optic-stellar jump.

What's our destination?

Take us home, Invaxia.

No, no, no.

I don't wanna be explaining

why we didn't stay on Althurbar.

Huh?

What the...

We're being attacked.

What'd we do this time?

Being kicked out wasn't enough?

We've been hit in the fuel pipe.

Why'd this have

to happen on my turn?

What should we do, captain?

Give up, wave the white flag.

I don't think they like it.

Press the panic button.

But we don't have

a panic button.

Vanished?

Must have been vaporized

in the attack.

Ha!

Sorry, I can't control

myself with all these toys.

And where were you going?

I was going to take my place.

Ooh. Your place?

Well, there's no

more, "your place."

I don't share power.

But, Gobler...

Your highness.

Your highness,

we had an agreement.

Invas spacecraft

eliminated, sir.

Excellent.

We can't leave any open holes.

Hmm, Invas...

It's impressive, folks,

he avoids one, then two,

but then splat.

Not able to avoid crashing

into an asteroid.

Could someone please turn off

little El Michels here?

Ah, Gregory, stop

your ragging, huh?

Give me the joystick.

Hello, weirdos? We're not in this

mess to play video games, remember?

You guys said it was

your last turn.

Now it is.

Chill out, Mitsue.

It'll be quick.

The dude's a loser.

Huh?

Whoa!

Really? Turn down the TV!

Are you guys deaf?

That was not the video game.

Huh?

I swear it wasn't me.

Awesome.

What is it?

Looks like something

from an amusement park.

Yeah, from the last century.

Judging from

the smoke coming out.

You think somebody's inside?

I knew this was gonna happen.

Can't you see?

It's an invasion!

That's a UFO! A flying saucer!

A flying saucer?

Okay, and I'm the lead

singer from iron medal.

O-m-g, what is this?

Don't touch them,

they might be radioactive.

Ahh!

Poor things.

They're so cute.

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